It's 4:16am, Do you know what YOUR daughter is doing?

My Class Schedule Fall 09

DESIGN 1- Monday 2:00-7:15

MARKETING- Tuesday 8:30-11:00

DESIGN PROJECT MANAGMENT- Tuesday 11:15-2:45

INTRO TO DESIGN AND MANAGEMENT- Tuesday 2:00-4:30

SURVEY OF WORLD ART AND DESIGN- Friday 11:15- 2:45

CRITICAL READING AND WRITING- Friday 4:45-7:45

To answer the title's question, I am currently getting Design Project Management instruction from a former Yves Saint Laurent executive.  She is fabulously funny as well as fashionable.

Bittersweet Barthelona

On Thursday night we checked into our own version of The Spainish Apartment.  The group I went with included a couple girls from my school, a couple of their friends that were visiting from London, and a couple people on spring break from Cornell.  It seemed like everyone in the group was laid-back, witty, and outgoing, and it made for a feel-good vibe that withstanded pickpocketings and violence.  

On my first night we went to George Payne, an Irish bar in Plaza Urquiaona.  I had been there before and it is a must-go if you are in Barcelona.  On Thursdays there is 2 for 1 cocktails (7 euro) with fun options such as The Green Leprocaun and the very fun Long Island Iced Tea.  

On Friday we walked around Las Ramblas and then met some friends on the beach to "bottelon" (the spanish word for sitting around and passing a bottle of booze.)  At one point there was a surfer guy towel-changing directly in our view, which the east-coasters thought was pretty funny.  Someone says, "I'll give anyone ten euro to go rip that towel off him..."  Well, I walked away ten euro richer...and made some new friends.  I later bought the guy who made the bet a drink with the money, because I probably would have done it for free anyway.

On Saturday night we saw Girl Talk.  It was a blast, except that we got split up and two people got punched.  Not cool.  And I also almost got pickpocketed about three times.  NOT cool.  

The arrival of Sunday was warmly welcomed.  We walked around town and found what we thought was an unimpressive garage-sale type market.  Turns out, the market was for exchange only.  Since no one brought anything to trade, we all have fun finding things we had on us (pens, bracelets, food, etc.) to trade.  It was really cool.  The boys got a football so we proceeded to a square where they played for awhile until they started a pick-up game with some little kids.  Later that night was the Barcelona futbol game.  It is traditional in spain to stay sober at games because (I'm guessing) they are too faithful to their team to need to drink.  After the intense weekend, us Americans happily conformed.  

Weird Art School Students

 Last week KT and I visited the Musea d'Art de la Ville de Paris for another fun design assignment.  We had to chose a sculpture from the Jimmie Durham exhibition, sketch it (no pictures allowed), and then paint an enlarged version with the title of the piece in a complementary font.  I chose a sculpture of a very dark and sinister vulture because of the interesting title, "Thinking of You."  We spent about two hours in the museum sketching different pieces and enjoying the fact that we were no longer grouchy museum-going tourists but the local art school students (VIP access included) that one always sees at museums trying to sketch in inopportune places.  We also enjoyed how, even though neither of us really knew what we were doing, the pieces that we were sketching at the time always got way more attention from onlookers as if our sketchbooks gave us instant credibility.

Take a Seat. And by seat, I mean picture.

For my Design II class, we have weekly assignments requiring us to visit some of the famous art museums in Paris.  First we went to the Pompidou, a modern art museum famous for it's controversial architecture that contrasts the old Parisian buildings.  We went to see an exhibition by Ron Arad, a sculpture/architect that also occasionally designs furniture.  I liked his work but found his obvious affinity to chairs rather amusing.  For every non-chair piece of artwork displayed there are at least ten chairs.  Furthermore, they are all blocked off so you can't actually sit on any of them.  

On second thought, do you think these un-purchasable objects are even chairs if you can't sit on them? Or are they just sculptures of chairs with chair-like abilities?  Sarah and Carly - maybe when you visit me we can go to the museum, hop the barrier and show Ron Arad what a real sit-in protest is all about..."NOW they're chairs bitches!" (Meanwhile, across town at the museum of modern art, a sculpture of a rock made out of stone is having an identity crisis.)  Here are a few of Arad's world-renowned chair-sculptures:

Clubbing

Sally, Garima, Diana.
Me and my roomie at the all-white club maison blanche (white house).
Sally, Diana, and I at Showcase.
Drinks at Pub St.Germain. 
It lights up!


My lovely room.

Orientation Week Pictures

Sarah and I getting to know the city.
Evan, Me, Chanel, and Emma before the Museum d'Orsay.
Storming The Bastille.  Middle line: Sara, Me, Evan, Vanessa, and Chanel.  The rest are random people from the hostel we stayed at during orientation.